Remembering Outlaw Country Icon Merle Haggard, 1937-2016 | Acoustic Guitar

Introduction:

“It’s Been a Great Afternoon” is a song by American country music singer Merle Haggard. It was released in June 1978 as the second single from his album I’m Always on a Mountain When I Fall. The song reached number 1 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart, becoming his 34th number-one country hit.

The song is a reflective ballad about a man who has spent the afternoon with his lover, reminiscing about their time together and acknowledging that it may be their last. The lyrics are simple and heartfelt, and Haggard’s vocals are both tender and powerful. The song has become a classic of the country music genre, and it remains one of Haggard’s most popular and beloved songs.

“It’s Been a Great Afternoon” was written by Haggard himself, and it was produced by Jimmy Bowen. The song was recorded at Bradley’s Barn in Nashville, Tennessee, with Haggard’s band, The Strangers, providing the backing music. The single was released on June 5, 1978, and it quickly climbed the country charts. It reached number one on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart on July 22, 1978, and remained there for one week. The song also reached number 31 on the Billboard Adult Contemporary chart.

“It’s Been a Great Afternoon” has been covered by many other artists, including George Jones, Willie Nelson, and Alan Jackson. The song has also been featured in several films and television shows, including The Simpsons and King of the Hill.

“It’s Been a Great Afternoon” is a timeless classic that continues to resonate with listeners today. The song’s simple message of love and loss is one that everyone can relate to, and Haggard’s powerful vocals make it an unforgettable listening experience.

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